'B' And I: The Best Dream Ever
'B'. I bet you're wondering who or what that is. Actually it all started when I was thirteen. He is my dream guy. The guy in my dream.
This morning (actually afternoon), I had the sweetest dream ever. In the dream I was wearing a wedding gown and I was pregnant. I think it was my wedding day. He (the husband) carried me over the threshold into our home and kissed my belly afterwards. Then, when I told him that my stomach ached, he put me down in our room and kissed my belly again. It was the sweetest thing I've seen him done. It was the best dream I've had so far. He was so gentle to me that I almost cried. I wish that dream could come true.
Before this, I have three other dreams involved him. My dream guy. Literally. I don't remember his name although in my dream, he did utter it to me once. His name started with a 'B' but after I woke up from my dream, I forgot the rest of his name.
In my original diary book, I wrote about him. I didn't write what I saw in my first dream but in my second dream, happened on April 18 2009 (I kept the diary 'till this day and I was 13 when I wrote it),
'B' and I were running away from something and he was carrying something. I think it was a baby. The dream made no sense to me. A lot of my dreams make no sense actually, but I love my dream about 'B' so much.
The third dream about him happened on June 9, 2009. This time, 'B' was chased by the police. I told you, my dream made no sense. But I was so in love with him in the dream. Butterflies in your belly, your stomach tied in knot, peace when you see his face, the world vanished when he enters the room, I had it all with him and the feeling is the best in the world. I remember that in the dream, I was flirting with a former teacher of mine and 'B' was crazily jealous. Another aspect about the dream that made no sense was I pretended to be dead in an abandon building.
The fourth dream about 'B' was the most memorable dream I have about him. It happened on December 14 2010. In the dream, it was raining and I was with Zakiah under a shed in my high school, in front of the school office. Then, there he was. Waiting for me, on the landing between two staircases that lead to two buildings. He was smiling at me and the next thing I remember was running towards him through the pouring rain. His arms were opened and when I was in his embrace, everything faded away. The world vanished, the problems distinguished and I was the safest I've ever felt. I have never felt what I'd felt when his arms surrounded me. I wished at that moment to live in his arms. Never letting go. The feeling I had was euphoria and bliss. Until now, I've never found that feeling in anyone.
So, today, I met him again. 'B'. And I was pregnant.
I don't know about you but I love to dream. Though it was just an illusion of your subconscious mind, but I enjoy the dream I have about 'B'. Since I can't find the real stuff, I have to satisfy with illusions.
P.S. I think the romance novels caused my dream to be super romantic this time. Him, kissing my belly, was the best dream moment I have so far.
This morning (actually afternoon), I had the sweetest dream ever. In the dream I was wearing a wedding gown and I was pregnant. I think it was my wedding day. He (the husband) carried me over the threshold into our home and kissed my belly afterwards. Then, when I told him that my stomach ached, he put me down in our room and kissed my belly again. It was the sweetest thing I've seen him done. It was the best dream I've had so far. He was so gentle to me that I almost cried. I wish that dream could come true.
Before this, I have three other dreams involved him. My dream guy. Literally. I don't remember his name although in my dream, he did utter it to me once. His name started with a 'B' but after I woke up from my dream, I forgot the rest of his name.
In my original diary book, I wrote about him. I didn't write what I saw in my first dream but in my second dream, happened on April 18 2009 (I kept the diary 'till this day and I was 13 when I wrote it),
'B' and I were running away from something and he was carrying something. I think it was a baby. The dream made no sense to me. A lot of my dreams make no sense actually, but I love my dream about 'B' so much.
The third dream about him happened on June 9, 2009. This time, 'B' was chased by the police. I told you, my dream made no sense. But I was so in love with him in the dream. Butterflies in your belly, your stomach tied in knot, peace when you see his face, the world vanished when he enters the room, I had it all with him and the feeling is the best in the world. I remember that in the dream, I was flirting with a former teacher of mine and 'B' was crazily jealous. Another aspect about the dream that made no sense was I pretended to be dead in an abandon building.
The fourth dream about 'B' was the most memorable dream I have about him. It happened on December 14 2010. In the dream, it was raining and I was with Zakiah under a shed in my high school, in front of the school office. Then, there he was. Waiting for me, on the landing between two staircases that lead to two buildings. He was smiling at me and the next thing I remember was running towards him through the pouring rain. His arms were opened and when I was in his embrace, everything faded away. The world vanished, the problems distinguished and I was the safest I've ever felt. I have never felt what I'd felt when his arms surrounded me. I wished at that moment to live in his arms. Never letting go. The feeling I had was euphoria and bliss. Until now, I've never found that feeling in anyone.
So, today, I met him again. 'B'. And I was pregnant.
I don't know about you but I love to dream. Though it was just an illusion of your subconscious mind, but I enjoy the dream I have about 'B'. Since I can't find the real stuff, I have to satisfy with illusions.
Dream Lover,
Liely
P.S. I think the romance novels caused my dream to be super romantic this time. Him, kissing my belly, was the best dream moment I have so far.
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